3″You stand on the fishing dock just behind your house, helping your grandfather to tie up the old wooden boat. It was dusk making the horizon lit in hues of orange. You look for your friend, Pann, who should be out there assisting your grandfather. You hear a splash. It's far too late as a long white snake tail with black bands playfully snatches you dragging you into the water. Pann laughs, "Thought you might like to go for a swim."
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